Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

"However, you must not imitate what you just did, or you might really get into trouble."

Upon hearing this, Ron couldn't help but laugh and said, "We're not stupid, why would we do such a thing?"

"I think we should be more worried about whether George and his gang will secretly take the guns out to play with after they come back, rather than worrying about us imitating them."

Upon hearing Ron's words, Arthur's expression turned serious, and he immediately became solemn.

“That’s right, we must keep the guns safe. I don’t want to receive another letter from Hogwarts saying they’ve caused trouble again.”

"That's right, we absolutely cannot let them know about this."

Mrs. Molly nodded and spoke with a serious expression.

"Then this is our little secret."

Harry Potter and the others exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.

The group took turns trying out the pistol and returned home excitedly.

After removing the bullets, Mr. Arthur excitedly pestered Harry Potter, wanting him to teach him how to take the gun apart and put it back together, and what the underlying principle was.

Harry Potter taught him directly, and he could use his phone to search online if he didn't understand something.

This made Mr. Arthur even happier. He had always wanted to understand the Muggle world, but he had no good way to do so.

It's different now.

Seeing how happy Mr. Arthur was, Harry Potter thought for a moment.

"I think it's necessary to contact Hermione."

"what happened?"

"The phone has a battery, and it will shut down after it's used up, and then you won't be able to do anything."

Harry Potter explained, "It's like a kerosene lamp; once the oil runs out, it can't light up anymore."

"Therefore, a charger is needed to charge it."

"However, your house doesn't have electricity, so..."

“I need to contact Hermione and ask her parents to help me buy a solar charger and send it over.”

"You wouldn't want your father to be happy for a day or two and then become sullen, would you?"

Ron stroked his chin. "But my family doesn't have any money in the Muggle world."

"I'll help."

"no!"

"One thing at a time, they should not be confused."

As Ron spoke, he turned and shouted into the house.

"Dad, there's something I need to tell you."

When Mr. Arthur arrived and heard Harry Potter's words, he immediately laughed.

"Of course no problem."

"Because of my work, I will still collect some Muggle currency, so there's nothing to worry about."

"In that case, I'll contact Hermione."

"Then I'll have to trouble you. To be honest, I really don't have any resources in this area."

Mr. Arthur spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Arthur, come and help me prepare dinner."

Mrs. Molly's voice came from the kitchen. Mr. Arthur smiled at the two of them and went into the kitchen.

Ron and Harry exchanged a glance, wisely refraining from disturbing the couple's intimate moment.

Time flies.

On the third day, George and his friends finally returned on Christmas Eve.

Upon their return, George immediately began to complain bitterly about his misfortunes when he saw Harry Potter and Ron.

They said they'd make sure Harry Potter brings them along next time, so they can come back sooner and enjoy their vacation.

Before they could even utter a couple of complaints, Mrs. Molly stormed out of the kitchen and gave them a good scolding.

After being reprimanded, George and the others complained with bitter faces.

I felt like the guest had come back to visit, while Harry was the real child in the family.

Compared to them, Mrs. Molly certainly treated Harry Potter with exceptional favor.

Hearing what George and the others said, even Harry Potter felt a little embarrassed.

He held a rather special position in this family.

The next day, just as everyone got up, Mrs. Molly's voice rang out in the living room.

"Kids, come and open your presents!"

"I hope this year's gift won't be a sweater."

Ron rubbed his sleepy face, speaking with tired eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Harry Potter is acting strangely; he went to bed quite early last night.

"Banban must have had a nightmare last night, because she gave my face a real beating."

"I don't know where a mouse got such strength. I even dreamt last night that I was being attacked by Anonymous."

"Don't accuse me wrongly, this has nothing to do with me."

Harry Potter was speaking with a smile when he suddenly heard a scream from downstairs.

It belongs to Ginny.

"What's wrong, Ginny? Harry Potter, whom you've been wanting to see the most, is already here. What could possibly make you so happy? My goodness!"

Following Ginny's scream, George's exclamation followed closely behind.

When Harry Potter and Ron arrived in the living room, they finally understood why the other man was so surprised.

The gifts they bought earlier arrived today.

Looking at the living room piled high with gifts, Arthur and Molly stared seriously at Harry Potter.

"Harry, we feel like we need to talk to you about something."

“Uncle Arthur, Mrs. Molly, if it’s about the gift, then there’s no need for that.”

"Because this is my master's idea, it's not that I'm just wasting money."

Harry Potter spoke with such sincerity that the couple were taken aback.

"master?"

"Yes, it's the one who taught me cultivation. Headmaster Dumbledore has also met him. He's my guardian now."

"But this one."

"It's alright, Aunt Molly, I'll be more careful in the future."

Harry Potter quickly said.

Seeing that he had already said that, and that his group of children were looking on expectantly.

The couple exchanged a glance and could only sigh helplessly.

"Alright, since Harry has said so, go ahead and open your presents!"

"Harry is the best!!"

George's cheers were exceptionally loud, and little Ginny's cheeks flushed with excitement.

Just as Malfoy described, the Weasleys were not actually well-off because of the large number of children.

For example, Ron's Christmas gifts have been knitted by Mrs. Molly herself for many years.

How could they not be excited to see the house filled with Christmas presents?

As the couple spoke, everyone fell silent in joy.

Harry Potter smiled at the two and said, "Uncle and Aunt, I've also prepared a gift for you. You should go and see it too."

Mrs. Molly took a gift from the side and handed it to Harry Potter somewhat shyly.

"We've also prepared a Christmas gift for you. It's not very expensive, so we hope you don't mind."

"Thank you, Aunt Molly. This is the first Christmas gift I've received besides from my master."

Harry Potter accepted the gift with both hands and thanked them very sincerely.

Of course, their faces are open.

Inside was a black sweater with Harry Potter's surname embroidered in silver yarn at the edges, which looked very exquisite.

"Actually, I've always envied Ron's sweaters, and now I finally have one too."